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    Makkon found himself constructing an image of the woman, both from the scents and from the glimpses he’d had of her running and then shooting at him. The black fatigues had hidden specific details, but she had been tall and curvy with an attractive face and thick wavy auburn hair pulled back in a clip. Gray-green eyes, full lips.
    To his surprise, he found himself aroused.
    He rolled his eyes and lowered the fabric. “Yeah, this is the time for that, Makk.”
    Maybe his body realized it had been a hundred and fifty years since he’d had sex, even if he had been sleeping during all of that time. Snorting, he jogged down the corridor.
    With her scent fixed in his mind, he knew he would find her.

Chapter 3
    Tamryn crawled under conduits in a narrow shaft that ran between levels, using the flashlight program on her tablet to brighten the way in the dark passage. She also had a map up, floating in the air above the device. She hoped the intruders didn’t have any such thing.
    Someone had turned off the alarm, and she crawled in silence. Occasionally, a bang or a clank echoed through the floor from above her. When she had chosen this route, she’d thought to check engineering to see if any of her people had survived, any who might be rescued. But someone was still up there, walking around and doing something to the machinery. She dared not veer up one of the access tubes, not if the intruders were still there. Too bad. In addition to desiring to help her people, she wanted company for selfish reasons too. She didn’t want to be in this alone. As noble as Wu had been for facing that thug so she could escape, she would have strangled him if he had been next to her. He shouldn’t have sacrificed himself; they could have both gotten away.
    Maybe. She grimaced, remembering the speed of the man with the dragon tattoo. How was she supposed to shoot someone who dodged like that? She had never seen anybody so fast. Maybe an android, but he had fluid grace that she had yet to see a machine possess. And he had been bleeding. Androids did not bleed.
    “Cyborg,” she muttered, that being the only thing she could imagine. He must be human with some machine parts in there somewhere. She had never heard of cyborg pirates—cybernetic enhancements were usually reserved for the wealthy and for elite soldiers—but that didn’t mean much.
    When she reached an intersection with six options, including up and down, she paused to consult the map and wipe sweat from her brow. Most of the station was kept cool, especially the decks with the animals, but the tunnels were hot and stuffy.
    While she studied the map, her tablet chimed. Startled, she almost dropped it before scrambling to answer it. The soldiers would have commed her on her patch, so this had to be one of the scientists.
    “Pavlenko here,” she whispered. It had been at least fifteen minutes since she had run from Comm and Control, and she hadn’t heard anyone chasing after her, but she didn’t feel safe, not at all. She kept crawling as she spoke.
    “Tamryn?” a woman asked.
    “Captain Porter? Why are you using my private comm?”
    “I kept trying to raise Ram, Harold, Cheng, and the others, but nobody was answering. What’s going on?”
    “Didn’t you hear the alarm? The order to get to a safe room?” Tamryn hoped Porter didn’t realize she had avoided answering her question about the other soldiers. She didn’t want to be the one to tell her everyone was dead. Wu hadn’t been dead when Tamryn had run, but she doubted those tattooed thugs would prove merciful. She and Porter may very well be the only two Fleet people left alive on the station.
    “I hear the alarm now; that’s why I called.”
    “Just now? Ma’am, where have you been? The alarms sound in every room in the station.” Tamryn crawled into a shaft with a ladder heading into the sub levels. Porter’s lab was in that direction, and so was the auxiliary communications station.
    “I was